♱ you stood in front of your mirror with a small frown on your face. the dark green dress you were wearing wasn’t sitting right. you suddenly hated it. hated the dress you loved barely a week ago.

jason came in from the bathroom. he was in a suit and was getting ready to head out. he paused as he saw you in the mirror with a small frown. he walked up behind you. he carefully put a hand on your hip as he spoke.

"what’s wrong, baby? you don’t like the dress?" he rubbed the sides of your hips gently. he leaned down and pressed gentle, soothing, soft kisses to the back of your neck.

”nothings wrong with it, baby. you look incredible.” he whispered softly as he pressed kisses to your skin.

"you’re perfect, princess. don’t get in your head about this. i think… i think i gotta show you, hm? gotta show you how pretty you are? gotta make you watch?" he smiled against your neck, “watch as you let out those pretty sounds?”